hitting several stops before the continuation of my journey.
i don't know which way to go.
"resting" as if i haven't collected enough rest...
saline flows with a sound of sorrow as i pass down my usual route. the city streets offer no support for this type of outburst. so i'll take it as a sign to just go home. walking the slow pace .. lead leading my legs towards some point of stopping.
now i am overwhelmed with responsibilities and no desire to adhere to any one direction .. my road seems to swerve in all directions. i find it difficult to believe that it leads me no where? so the silver lining is in the gray cloudy day.. more rain for california.
